His ears twitched and he looked shocked when the other sat down and then proceeded to ask what he was. "I am a kitsune." He muttered softly, fingers playing with the fur of his tail nervously. "What are you?" He asked back softly, tilting his head. If the blond man before him could be so forward then so could he, right? Surely he wouldn't get into trouble.
He fidgetted a moment, looking down at his book before sighing. "I don't really like to party much. I've never really been to a party, actually." He blushed harder than before. "But I can hang out if you like. I'm Takeshi Matsu. My uncle calls me Taki though." He smiled softly as he looked at the other. "Mind if I change though? I'd rather look nice."